Nothing at all at the BBC website about Guardian contributor Kia Abdullah’s crass and heartless twitter comments on the tragic death of three British students in a road accident in Thailand.

‘Is it really awful that I don’t feel any sympathy for anyone killed on a gap year?’
‘I actually smiled when I saw that they had double-barrelled surnames. Sociopath?’

All across the twitterverse and blogosphere within hours and hitting the dead tree press by Sunday even the Guardian had to do a nifty piece of sidestepping.

But the BBC obviously felt the story wasn’t worth covering.

I wonder why?

For a rock & roller from the 1950s the last part of the 60s was a musical desert, a psychedelic neverland of hippie peace and love. Dominated by legions of posing middle class pseudo revolutionary students wearing flares, bulbous shoes, multi coloured shirts and big hair the skies were crowded with rainbows, unicorns and the droning white noise that thankfully smothered the endless nasal strangulation of totally meaningless lyrics.

Then, at the very end of the decade I struggled across yet another dry, windswept dune and came across……an oasis…and what made it even better that, with such a hippie name and look all the poseurs expected the usual flower power drivel.

What they got was pure unadulterated southern rock….heresy for them but a return to the promised land for me…..